march brings the start of two big changes for our little family. first… my husband is promoted within the military. we are so grateful and humbled that he is being given this promotion. i’m tremendously proud of the work he does, of the hours he puts in, of the pride he takes in doing his…
when i started this blog… my boy was 3. last week he turned ELEVEN! looking back on all these years, all the moves, places we’ve called home, sisters we’ve added to the family, deployments, and changes… one thing remains true. my son is amazing. he rolls with it all, despite craving predictability. he stands up…
today is a bit of a different post… it’s a post with a great cause in addition to a great recipe. i’ve joined forces with julie of the little kitchen to raise money for pediatric cancer research. did you know that cancer is the #1 cause of death by disease for children in the U.S.?…
we’ve officially arrived at the season of pink. i never really loved the color, but now with two little girls, i’ve fully embraced it. one is a faithful pink lover. one loves purple and pink. though these two girls couldn’t be more different. one is a serious animal lover. can spout off random details about…
i’m back, once again, updating one of my favorite recipes. this one is just about where it all began… i love this kumquat marmalade with all of my heart. still. so, rest assured… new prettier photos. same great recipe! … i couldn’t in good conscience have a food blog called “kumquat” without including at least…
happy new year!! as our family holiday break is coming to a close, i hope you’ve had as much togetherness and rest as we have. i simultaneously dread the start of the school day routine with my kids back in the grind and completely stand in solidarity with the singers who sing “and mom and…
i’m blaming paul hollywood. and a slight binge on all things british & american baking shows. on one of the episodes, under that fanstastical tent, the contestants were asked to make this lovely holiday tower… the kransekake. curiosity and confusion crept over the faces of the bakers. yet my mother and i looked at…
